Is It Poetry

The Slender Man Poem by Is It Poetry

To all my childrento my many liars in wait whom against me conspire.She is gone and yea he has come in from the woods without face.From his heart from the depths where its dark.She was taken from you not long before dawnhigh up above below the bright moon.Empty beds cloudless night's, teeth filled mouths.Bleeding a rose left wrapped around is gone come the morn.At one point I should stop, why go onthe only thing left was a book filled with scraps of their dreams.In his hard grip through each cave winds a red narrow stream.Girls that are bad, boys that won't play death feels like moist cotton open young eyes closed to threats.Blank faces can't scream but yours can.Painted purple walls all but white stay dark through the night.Into my bedroom it came yesterday, tomorrow will never come.The slender man is to some what she needs not.Dark tall trees hanging down right side up from the top.Flowers that smell inside of your mind only when deep in sleep.Other children hang dead from the tree. I originally thought nothing about it. Stabbing me not once but over and over and now, he's gone.Forgotten not by he are the snakes some have need to speak ofin and out of the moss leaf filled bushes. The tall man is dressed as you see him in shadows black.Out the window he stands in the star light in the clearing.My sister beneath lying on top as the dark clouds roll in at midnight. Long are his arms they have room for the many snakes and words, as sharp as his sight soft boneless and tight and the wormswhere you died live on through your primative fear of the night.

Comments about this poem (The Slender Man by Is It Poetry )

This is either inspired from a nightmare or an acid trip, or possibly a nightmare from an acid trip, the story is crisp and symbolic, and if I think I know where the title and the storyline come from, ie a ritualistic sacrifice of a child for a fictional character, then its all the more frightening that the nightmare is real, a good story, cant wait for my nightmares now
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